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"Little Yunyun, come here quickly, what are you doing standing there by yourself?"

When Miman looked up, he saw that the whole person was like Han Shiyun shrouded in a thick black cloud, and he couldn't help waving for others.Save that child's paper and think about it by himself.

Han Shiyun pouted, not wanting to go there.

She never liked to get too close to anyone, if it wasn't for Miman's repeated initiative, she would also treat this new transfer student as air.

But her own seat is right in front of Miman!

Han Shiyun walked over with her head down, trying her best to ignore the gazes that were pouring on her. Even though the distance was not very far, she just broke into a cold sweat from nervousness.

After sitting back in her seat, in a place she was familiar with, her heart calmed down a little.

Take out your phone and force yourself to immerse yourself in the world of novels.

As long as she sees it, she will not be disturbed by this annoying world, and she will be able to temporarily escape from this annoying world.

Although Miman herself didn't mind being slapped at by her smaller self, the people around her who wanted to please her looked at Han Shiyun in the wrong way.

This girl is a little crazy, why doesn't Manman say hello to her?

Those staring gazes made Han Shiyun more and more restless. Now she wants to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, or give me an invisibility cloak, okay?

She begged bitterly in her heart, but she didn't know who to beg.

The cold sweat proliferated more and more, and suddenly a pair of arms stopped him, and then those gazes and dazzling lights disappeared.

Han Shiyun didn't struggle with the familiar fragrance, and now she had the same smell on her body, which made her feel at ease.

"Our little Yunyun is still arguing with me? Okay, okay, it's all my fault, okay? I promise I won't talk to you again in the future."

I'll take you to see it with your own eyes and experience it for yourself.

Miman silently continued the next sentence in her heart.

The state of the person in her arms was obviously not right, she waved her hand and said to the people watching the fun, "Let's go, let's go, I'm going to whisper to Xiao Yunyun, don't try to eavesdrop!"

She pretended to be defensive and said, with a just right smile on her face, very beautiful and gentle, but when she looked carefully, her eyes were full of alienation.

When everyone saw her intimate actions and tone when facing Han Shiyun, they all felt envy, jealousy and hatred, but at this time they left wisely.

They are only interested in Miman, not gossip about Han Shiyun, who has no sense of presence in the class.

Miman patted the back of Han Shiyun who was lying on the table lightly, and her gentle movements were full of comfort.

"Okay, they're all gone, it's all right."

At this time, Han Shiyun was a little embarrassed.

If no one was manipulating her, she might just have to struggle in that suffocating feeling, and then try to crawl out with all her strength.

But now?With Miman's considerate behavior, she felt embarrassed and felt that she was too strange and useless.

Fortunately, Lao Zhang walked into the classroom at this time.

The students all returned to their seats and sat down. Lao Zhang put on a serious expression with a sullen face, and soon even the last sound in the classroom fell silent.

"Students, pay attention, another battle of ours is about to start, everyone should review carefully in the past two days, as the saying goes, if you grind your guns before the battle, you will be light!"

Immediately there were wails and wailings from under the podium. It was a ghost roaring and a wolf howling. It was because the head teacher, Lao Zhang, was very open-minded and would not talk about them in such trivial matters.

There is another monthly exam.

Han Shiyun pursed her lips, and looked at the English book on her desk as a cover. There was nothing on it, but underneath it was the mobile phone loaded with her favorite novel that attracted all her attention.

It just so happens that after the monthly exam, it will be a holiday.

In their high school, Sunday is a half-day holiday every week, and they have to go back to school for evening self-study at night.

There is a two-and-a-half-day holiday at the end of the month to give students who live far away from home a chance to go home.

Going home, when she thought of this, she was not very happy again.

When you need living expenses, you have to suffer again. Alas, living is really hard.

Han Shiyun curled a corner of the English book, rolling it back and forth, until the good-looking book was wrinkled, and she felt much more comfortable.

There were bugs all around the incandescent lamp, and after a while, there was a layer of dead bugs on the table of Han Shiyun who was sitting under the lamp.

She raised her eyes carefully and looked around, and saw that the students were either sleeping or scrambling to solve the problem, so she picked up a pen and poked the body of Xiao Chongchong with the tip of the pen to play.

After all, her phone ran out of battery, and she didn't read novels and didn't want to read books, so she had to find something to do to pass the time.

While doing this, she couldn't help but quietly turned to look at Miman sitting behind her with a guilty conscience.

At this time, Miman was looking at an English book, but unlike Han Shiyun, hers was not a textbook but an original English book.

Only those who have really lost will know how to cherish, and she doesn't want to waste her IQ again.

Studying is not to fool teachers and parents, nor is it to get a certificate from a university, but to make your life better.

Only when you become better can you meet better people and things.

She said that she would not talk about Han Shiyun anymore, that is, she really would not talk about it anymore, she decided to give her a hard time, otherwise it would not be easy for her now, and it would arouse her rebellious heart so that she could not match her original love. The purpose runs counter to it.

"What are you looking at? Can you really understand?"

It was late self-study for the last session, and Zou Ning, who had slept all day, was refreshed.

While playing the game on the mobile phone, he couldn't help peeking at Miman who was reading the English book intently.

He really didn't know any of the English letters on it, except for the various numbers interspersed among them.

Miman shook his fingers, holding a pen between his fingers, pretending it was a cigarette.

He squinted at Zou Ning, hummed and was too lazy to talk.

Looking back, although her body has become younger, her heart, which has reached her thirties, has long since become lazy. After all, she is not really young.

Seeing Miman's lazy appearance, Zou Ning felt itchy for some reason.

This woman gave him a strange feeling.

His eyes moved down to Miman's fingers, as long as he was a smoker, he would know the meaning of that gesture.

"Want it?"

He reached into his trouser pocket, revealing a half of the small red square box.

Miman shook his hands, and said slowly: "I don't want to move."

Between going out to smoke and staying where she was and continuing to read, she definitely would not choose the former!

"Really don't want to?"

Zou Ning opened the cigarette case, and the smell of cigarettes flowed out.

Miman frowned, and said impatiently: "Beep again, I will sue the teacher."

Oh, sure enough, for a student, this sentence couldn't be more useful.

Seeing Zou Ning's deflated appearance, Miman thought in a good mood.

When she was in a good mood, she raised her eyes and found a certain child in the front seat who was listening to their conversation with her ears up.

Yo, stop reading novels?

Well, it must be out of power.

In this era, there is no power bank, and touch-screen mobile phones have just emerged.

The two people in front of her are studying, and the one at the same table is either studying or sleeping.

In general, no one took her to play, and she didn't like to get together with unfamiliar people, so she was lonely?

Miman knocked on Zou Ning's table lightly, and then pointed out with his finger. That action clearly showed the intention of driving people away.

Zou Ning just wanted to go outside to let the wind blow, so he got up and went to the podium to ask the teacher for leave to go to the toilet.

The vacated space is just right for my smaller self.

Miman poked at Han Shiyun, who was still pretending, and pointed to the position beside him after the person turned his head. Han Shiyun immediately stooped and sat over secretly with bright eyes.

Facing the smaller self who was looking at her eagerly, Miman took out one earphone and inserted it in her ear, and then looked calmly at Han Shiyun's eyes, which doubled in brightness.

Xu Song's soft and gentle singing voice is the memory of their generation of high school students, and Xu Song's singing voice accompanied them through how many evening self-study.

How to poke Han Shiyun's g-spot is really easy.

"You like Xu Song too?"

Han Shiyun asked excitedly, excited that she and Miman could finally have something they like in common.

"also?"

Miman raised her eyebrows, and returned the topic to Han Shiyun, letting her speak excitedly, which just saved her speaking effort.

"I like it too! I really like his songs!"

"Really? Me too."

Miman replied with a smile, and at the same time, he did not forget to turn over a page of the book in his hand, talking to Han Shiyun with one mind.

Xu Song, who is beautiful and optimistic, is so good, so don't like any ck, Shen Ke, and mc.

Thinking about how she would slash herself with a knife in front of ck's photo later on, now thinking about it, she really shudders and is simply a psychopath.

"I like "Luzhou Moon" the most."

Miman said softly, the artistic conception inside is too beautiful.

Ten years of hard study, as long as you choose to give up in the last year, all the hardships you have suffered before will be in vain, and it is impossible to have the mood and time to read under the lamp.

You can only regret it occasionally in your dreams, regretting that the only way at that time was ordinary.