I cried, I pretended

The news that there will be a new transfer student soon spread throughout the class. As soon as everyone talked about it, they remembered what happened when Song Mingwang first transferred, and remembered that he had offended Cheng Huang when he came.

But then, to everyone's surprise, nothing happened to these two people, and they just got along in such a harmonious way.

Thinking about it carefully, Song Mingwang has been transferred for more than a semester, and everyone has gradually gotten used to his existence, and regard him as a member of Class Seven.

Song Mingwang also heard rumors that there will be a new transfer student soon, but he doesn't care much about it. What he cares about now is Cheng Huan's birthday next month.

When it comes to choosing a birthday gift, he can be said to be thinking about it. He originally wanted to give him the information book, but after thinking about it, it seems that this gift has been given to someone else, so Cheng Wang is no different from other people.

So he put the idea to rest, fortunately he still had a long time to choose presents before next month.

"Lend me your homework to copy."

Tian Meng poked his deskmate fiercely in front, and his deskmate was Tang Xueqian, the class representative who replaced Jiang Qingqing.

"I did it randomly too." Tang Xueqian was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I don't blame you if I'm wrong."

Tang Xueqian was still worried and emphasized again: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, you can't blame me if you make mistakes at that time.

Song Mingwang, who had witnessed this criminal transaction, wanted to report it, but he held back in the end because he dared not offend Tian Mengmeng now.

Just as he was thinking wildly, someone put a bag of convenience bags on the table, and when he opened it, he saw that it was full of snacks.

After Cheng Wang put it down, he lay down and prepared to sleep, but Song Mingwang didn't let him do so.

"Did you buy it for me specifically?" Song Mingwang took a quick look and found that there were some snacks that were not available in school.

Cheng Wang said: "Going out of school." Then thinking that he likes to eat these messy things, he picked some in the supermarket.

"What are you going to do?"

"Take an inch photo, Lao Guo wants it."

"What do you want this for?"

This time Cheng Wang didn't answer him immediately, but frowned as if he was thinking about how to speak. Being urged by Song Mingwang, he had no choice but to say: "There is a provincial basketball league up there, and the school team is going to select players. I am submitting my application for this selection."

In fact, there are still some things he didn't say. If he performs well in the provincial basketball league this time, he may be selected by the attached high school as a special sports enrollment. Entering the attached high school is equivalent to having one foot in Tsinghua University. That's why Guo Jincai said so. Pay attention to.

But he didn't tell Song Mingwang this because it didn't make sense.

Song Mingwang took a bite of Wangwang's crushed ice, his lips were almost numb, so he stuck out his tongue and licked it cautiously, then quickly retracted it as if he was afraid of the cold.

Cheng Juan's eyes paused, and then he looked away.

The temperature has risen a bit fast in the past few days. Song Mingwang, who has always been afraid of the cold, can finally throw away the remote control of the air conditioner at home. Their house is on the tenth floor, and they live in the house that Song Yulan bought after her divorce.

The house has three bedrooms and one living room, which is more than enough for two people, and the location is expensive. The house price has risen rapidly in recent years, and the price has doubled since moving in.

"Look, mom will go out for a while. Be good at home. Don't do your homework. Watch TV and take a break."

At the entrance, Song Yulan told Song Mingwang while changing her shoes.

Song Mingwang answered listlessly on the sofa, Song Yulan didn't ask Cheng Huang to eat at all these days, as if she just said it casually that day.

And what dissatisfied Song Mingwang the most was that she was always outside recently, and he knew in his heart that it was not because of work, because he heard a man's voice who often talked to her.

So these days Song Yulan's attention to Song Mingwang is not as good as before.

Song Mingwang was a little unhappy, and after Song Yulan left, he called Cheng Wang.

Over there, Cheng Wang was in the martial arts gym, and when he heard someone saying that his cell phone rang, he asked absent-mindedly, "Who called?"

"I don't know, you wrote it clearly in the remarks."

Cheng Huang was stunned for a moment, then took off his boxing gloves and threw them aside, took them and picked up the phone.

"Hey, hello." Song Mingwang leaned closer to the phone and shouted a few times.

Cheng Juan frowned and moved the phone away: "I can hear you."

Song Mingwang muttered over there: "I'm not happy."

Cheng Huan raised his eyebrows, someone next to him greeted him for dinner, he made a gesture of waiting, and then walked out.

"Need me to coax you?"

Song Mingwang didn't hear the joke in his words, and sighed to himself: "My mother is not right recently."

"Ok?"

"I suspect she has a boyfriend."

"Isn't that nice?"

"I don't know, anyway, I feel weird." Song Mingwang felt aggrieved: "She doesn't pay much attention to me anymore."

Cheng Huang pinched the center of his brows, and said lightly, "Song Mingwang, you are 17 years old, not seven."

"I know."

Song Mingwang grunted, and then said: "You said it's too late for me to enter the rebellious period?"

Cheng Huan said indifferently: "..."

"Should I dye my hair first? By the way, what color do you think should be dyed? What do you think of evil, charming and crazy purple?" The last time Tian Mengmeng nagged that he would dye this color after graduation, he just remembered up.

Cheng Juan said coldly, "Try it."

Song Mingwang curled his lips: "Just talking."

"By the way, what gift do you want for your birthday?"

Cheng Huan raised his eyebrows: "Can I ask this kind of thing directly?"

Song Mingwang explained to him: "I don't like surprises. Based on my more than ten years of experience, surprises are no different from shocks to me. You wouldn't like them, would you?" His tone became uncertain at the end. .

Cheng Wang flicked the lighter up and down, "You can figure it out."

In fact, Song Mingwang was not satisfied with this ambiguous answer, but he also knew that Cheng Wang might really have nothing he wanted, which was why he was so uninterested.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Wang walked into the martial arts gym. Everyone was sitting on the cushions, eating boxed lunch and chatting. When they noticed him coming in, they all showed teasing expressions.

"what happened?"

"Is it your girlfriend?"

Cheng Huang raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"It's rare to see you answer such a long phone call with a strange expression, haha."

The time Cheng Huang answers the phone is counted in seconds. He only talks about important things and hardly chats with people, let alone talking about trivial things with people so patiently.

"When will we meet Mingming?"

Cheng Wang was extremely calm amidst the booing and ridicule of the crowd, and changed his clothes without changing his complexion. He was in good shape, and the lines outlined when he took off his clothes were smooth and not exaggerated at all, and it was usually hard to see it under the cover of a loose top .

"I go first."

"Stop eating?"

Cheng Huang put on his clothes and hummed, "Speak to Uncle Wu for me."

Spring in Jiangcheng always comes silently. The hibiscus trees planted on both sides of the street are full of small pink flowers, which can be seen from the classroom windows, and the wind is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

I started to go to school again after two days off. I don’t know if it’s because of spring sleepiness. The students doze off in class, especially the back row.

Song Mingwang sneezed a few times because of the scent of flowers in the air, Cheng Wang turned his head and glanced at him.

"cold?"

"No." Song Mingwang rubbed his nose and shook his head, then closed the window.

The English teacher walked around the aisle a few times, and then got Tang Tan to recite the text.

Tang Tan cursed inwardly, then stumbled and started to recite.

"...a day in Best Celeste..."

The English teacher's eyebrows were almost twitched, and he said with an ugly face, "Sit down, sit down, and find someone else."

Song Mingwang immediately sat up straight with his back upright and raised his hands high, without realizing how much hatred his behavior had caused.

"...bestscientistis..."

Recite the entire text with a standard British accent. Even if the English teacher doesn't like this student who likes to find fault with her very much, he has to admit his accent.

She calmed down a little, and nodded, "Yes, sit down."

After class, Tang Tan came to play with Cheng Wang, "Brother Wang, are you really not going to teach Song Mingwang a lesson?"

Feng Fang's eyes lit up when he heard that, since he was swept away by Song Mingwang last time, he happened to have nothing to say.

Cheng Wang picked up the basketball and glanced at him.

Tang Qin quickly explained: "It's not that kind of lesson, it's just to scare him, so that he will not be so arrogant in class in the future."

Tang Tan said: "Song Mingwang, this kid, sometimes he thinks he's cute, and sometimes it's itchy."

Cheng Wang glanced at him, "I can bear the itching."

After speaking, he dribbled the ball and ran towards the basketball hoop, leaving them messy in the wind.

"what did he say?"

"...I also think I heard wrong."

"...It means that we are not allowed to move."

"should be……"

Today was Song Mingwang's duty student, and Jiang Qingqing was on duty with him. When Jiang Qingqing saw him, he pulled his face and went out to play after finishing the easiest work.

Looking at the trash can left behind, Song Mingwang curled his lips and muttered childishly in his heart.

The trash can is made of blue plastic, with a black plastic bag inside, and it is difficult for one person to lift it up, because two people always empty it together.

Now there is no one in the classroom, and they all went to physical education class.

Song Mingwang had no choice but to accept his fate and lift the trash can with difficulty by himself. When going down the stairs, he staggered a little and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he was able to stabilize himself only when he was supported in time.

"Why are you carrying it alone?"

Song Mingwang turned his head and saw a familiar boy with a bright and sunny smile. He searched for his name in his mind, and it took him a long time to remember: "Xue Wei?"

Xue Wei's eyes lit up when his name was called, and he reached out to take the trash can from Song Mingwang's hand, "Let me carry it for you."

Song Mingwang felt the weight in his hands lighten, and looked at the empty hands, he frowned. If it was before, he would definitely take it for granted that others helped him, but now he has a little bit of emotion similar to "sorry".

The performance is that if it was Song Mingwang in the past, Xue Wei would have no burden to carry it alone, but now——

"You side with me."

The two of them carried the trash can and moved downstairs together. Xue Wei talked more than Song Mingwang imagined along the way. He silently gave him a conclusion in his heart: Enthusiasm is enthusiasm, but it is too familiar and talks a lot, so give him a passing grade. Six points, but I helped myself, plus four points for full marks.

"There are still these things that you can ask me for help in the future."

"Impossible, I won't be on duty with her next time."

Xue Wei was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Song Mingwang glared at him, feeling puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

Xue Wei winked at him: "Because I want to laugh."

Song Mingwang muttered, "It's weird."

When passing by the basketball court, he saw the boys in his class playing. Song Mingwang saw that Cheng Wang was there, but he was just talking to Jiang Qingqing, and he immediately expressed his displeasure on his face.

Because of the frequent playing together, Xue Wei also knew the boys in his class, so he greeted everyone with a smile.

"How are you two together?"

"I happened to meet you, please help me."

Cheng Juan's eyes fell on Song Mingwang's hand, and it was not difficult to guess what happened behind him, so he frowned slightly.

Tang Tan was the first to ask, "Why are you helping him carry the trash can? Mingwang sees who you are with."

Song Ming looked at Lao Gao who was bowing his jaw, and pointed to Jiang Qingqing.

Jiang Qingqing showed embarrassment, and quickly denied: "I didn't mean it, I just wanted to go to the bathroom, but when I came out, he had already carried the trash can away."

Cheng Fan's tone was a little cold, and he frowned and said, "Then I'll ask you, do you know?"

It turned out that when he talked to Jiang Qingqing just now, he was asking where he was?The corners of Song Mingwang's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"..." Jiang Qingqing, whose lie was exposed, began to falter, unable to make up a word for a long time.

Her face was flushed, half ashamed and half annoyed, ashamed was making a fool of herself in front of the person she liked, and annoyed was because the person she liked made her make a fool of herself, and she didn't even save any face.

In the end, it was Xue Wei who laughed and smoothed things over so that she didn't cry on the spot, "Then you may have forgotten it, it's okay, it just so happened that he also met me."

While rowing a basketball, Tang Qin said to Xue Wei, "Then shall we play here?"

Xue Wei naturally put his hand on Song Mingwang's shoulder, and said with a hearty smile, "Let's find another time another day. We have to quickly take out the trash now. His hands should be sore from carrying it for so long."

Hearing his answer, Tang Tan scratched his head, subconsciously glanced at Cheng Lu, and then wondered why he had to look at him after he realized it.

There was no special expression on Cheng Wang's face, he even nodded and said lightly: "Well, let's make an appointment another day."

After taking out the trash and washing his hands, Song Mingwang felt a lot more relaxed. He let out a long and comfortable sigh of relief, and suddenly noticed that Xue Wei was staring at him.

"Is there something on my face?"

Xue Wei stared at him intently, and it took him a long time to recover, and he laughed and said: "It's nothing, hurry up."

Song Mingwang's classroom is on the third floor, which is not on the same floor as Xue Wei. As a result, when he was about to part at the stairs, Xue Wei, who was a few steps behind him, suddenly stopped him again.

"What are you doing?"

Song Ming saw that Xue Wei didn't go up the stairs and stood at the bottom and stared at him again, and felt that he was even more strange.

"I didn't plan to say it so early, but... Forget it, although the atmosphere and the location are not what I want."

Song Mingwang listened to him talking to himself, and began to think about the possibility of re-grading him.

"Song Mingwang." Xue Wei suddenly called his full name, and his expression became serious.

"?"

"I want to chase you."

After a long silence, Song Mingwang showed doubts: "...Why are you chasing me? I didn't run away."

"..."