I cried, I pretended

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Song Ming began to feel impatient with his raised hands, and glared at him.

Only then did Cheng Wang raise his eyebrows, "For me?"

Song Mingwang rolled his eyes and gave him a "you're talking nonsense" look, without realizing that this would cause a misunderstanding.

"What is this?" Cheng Wang pinched the letter and looked at it, knowingly asked.

Song Mingwang felt that his deskmate was really stupid, so he had to hold the draft paper in front of him and write the word "love letter" heavily on it.

Cheng Wang looked at the clean draft paper with the dog-like handwriting of primary school students, and slightly curled his lips.

Song Mingwang still remembered what Cheng Wang said before, and made up his mind not to talk to him again. After writing, he took the draft paper back and continued to do the questions.

Cheng Wang casually stuffed the letter into his desk pocket, not knowing whether he would read it or not.

"Is it you who spread the word that I have a girlfriend?"

Song Mingwang turned his head subconsciously, and met his gaze as soon as he turned his head.

Song Mingwang wrinkled his nose, he didn't spread it everywhere, he just told one person, and he must make it clear when that person came to hand over the love letter.

But he couldn't hold back his face at this time, so he simply didn't say anything, and looked at Cheng Wang with his neck stuck, with a generous look.

Cheng Wang looked at his expression and thought it was a little funny.

A few days ago after school, Tang Tan grabbed him and asked him when he secretly got a girlfriend behind his back. Only then did he know that this matter had been spread all over the school.

And no matter how you think about it, the person in front of you is the most suspicious person, but you never thought it was really him.

He wasn't very angry, after all, it wasn't bad for him to spread the news, at least there were a lot fewer people bothering him than before.

Song Mingwang's bangs, which look like dogs gnawing on them, have grown a bit these days, at least they are much more pleasing to the eye than when they were just cut, and he even put on a hat specially to cover his ears.

The hat is black, and there is a Q version of the cartoon villain on it, and he is surprisingly suitable for wearing a hat.

Cheng Wang suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked his bangs, "Well, it's a bit longer."

Smelling the dangerous meaning in the words, Song Mingwang immediately stepped back vigilantly, covering his forehead.

Fortunately, Cheng Wang just fiddled with his hair casually, and didn't make any further moves.

"Cut it next time."

Song Mingwang looked as if he would rather die than surrender, and pressed down his hat fiercely, so that this person would not miss his hair any more.

He felt that his deskmate was really annoying.

Dumb and nasty.

……

Because of Song Mingwang's excellent grades, when speaking the papers, the teachers of each subject would praise Song Mingwang individually.

"Song Mingwang is the only one who answered this question correctly. What are the rest of you doing? Look at the others, it's still the first time to go to school."

Song Mingwang was indeed going to school for the first time. Since he was a child, he had never been to elementary school or junior high school. He had always studied at home, and occasionally a tutor would come to his door.

It was Song Yulan who was about to take the college entrance examination, plus she was worried about her son's communication skills.That's why he ignored his objection and forced him to go to school.

The people in the class obviously didn't know that he didn't go to school before, and they couldn't help being in awe when they heard the teacher say that.

Song Mingwang kept his back straight, sat upright, raised his chin slightly proudly, and enjoyed everyone's admiring gazes.

But the results this time are not perfect for Song Mingwang. He has not yet won the first place in the subject of Chinese. The main reason for losing points is in the composition. This time the composition is to understand from the pictures. point.A total of 43 seven.

And the first in the whole grade is Xu Su, the monitor of their class, with 130 eight points.

Song Mingwang struggled with the composition paper for a long time, and finally decided to go to Xu Su to ask without shame.

"Composition?" Xu Su pushed his glasses, a little surprised.

"Yes, do you have any skills in writing?" Song Mingwang looked at him obediently while holding a note.

"That's how it was written." Xu Su smiled helplessly, his voice was pleasant to hear, "First examine the topic, if it is an argumentative essay, then determine a general point. Then write a few sub-points, each point There must be arguments."

"I know all of these." Song Mingwang muttered, "I want to know other things."

Xu Suwen apologized: "I really don't know anything else."

Song Ming looked at Lao Gao with his mouth curled up, looking unhappy.

"Maybe you can ask Cheng Wang. I remember that when he was in junior high school, he seemed to win a city competition award for his composition."

Song Mingwang couldn't believe it, "Really?!"

"Of course it's true." Xu Su smiled and said softly, "I used to be in the same junior high school as him, but not in the same class. Tang Qin was in the same class as him."

Song Mingwang still felt a bit unacceptable that Cheng Wang, who was at the bottom of the grade, could still win the composition competition award.

"I remember that Cheng Wang's grades were very good before, but later...something should have happened, but I don't know the details." Xu Su stopped.

Song Mingwang pouted noncommittally, but did not refute him this time.

Even though he had too many questions in his heart to ask Cheng Wang, Song Mingwang still didn't say anything in the end.

After class, Tian Mengmeng came to him and asked him, "Will you go to the dinner party after school? The monitor organized the dinner party. Let's go to the barbecue restaurant to eat barbecue."

Song Mingwang was packing his schoolbag, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, "I won't go, I might as well do a few more sets of questions when I have this time."

Tian Mengmeng looked around, and quietly leaned into his ear to let him know the secret beforehand, "This time it was specially organized for you, you just transferred to our school, and this time you got the first place in the whole grade in the exam. The kid from Class [-] pulled him down and gave our class a break."

"This dinner party is paid for by our class. We invite you. You are officially welcome to join Class Seven, but the class leader forbids me to speak out. I will give you a surprise when I do."

Song Mingwang was delighted in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be reluctant, but in fact his eyes were already full of joy.

He was really popular with everyone.

"Let's go then, you can write while you eat."

The barbecue restaurant is a newly opened Korean barbecue restaurant. The price is affordable and the environment is good, so it has a good reputation and business is booming.

When Xu Su was counting the number of people at the door, he realized something was wrong.

"Is there still a small number of people?"

"Yes." Tang Tan was replying to his mother's message without raising his head, "Brother Wang didn't come, he said he was busy."

Song Mingwang frowned upon hearing this.

Tian Mengmeng saw his expression, "By the way, come to think of it, did you and Brother Lu quarrel? Why haven't I seen you talking in the past few days."

Although the pairing of these two people at the same table is very weird, Cheng Wang didn't pay much attention to Song Mingwang at first, but Song Mingwang was still going to talk about it all by himself, but now the two of them stopped talking.

Song Mingwang immediately said: "No, we didn't know each other well."

When entering the barbecue restaurant, because of the large number of them and the fact that they were all wearing the same blue and white school uniforms, a group of hula-la all rushed in, giving people a sense of grandeur.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of other customers in the store.

After sitting down, Song Mingwang took out Wusan from his schoolbag and began to do physics problems, which formed a sharp contrast with the noisy crowd around him.

I saw him frowning tightly, subconsciously holding his pen in his mouth, not because of how difficult the problem was, but because he was thinking about the solutions to the problem in front of him.

When he was concentrating on thinking, he suddenly heard a deep and pleasant voice above his head, which sounded strangely familiar.

"Is this the meat you ordered?"

When I looked up, I saw that the person was wearing a black and white work uniform, with handsome eyebrows, a straight nose, deep and cold facial features, and no expression on his face.

"Fuck, Brother Lu!" Tang Qin grabbed Cheng Lu's neck, "I dare you to work part-time here, I'll tell you why you had a weird expression when you heard the location."

Song Mingwang had a weird expression, never expecting that he didn't come to the party because of his part-time job.

It's not that there's something wrong with part-time jobs, but that it has nothing to do with the rumors surrounding Cheng Huang, such as a certain prince or second generation, so there is a sense of shock.

But the girls in the class obviously accepted it very quickly, and some of them were still whispering "Cheng Wang looks more handsome like this".

Cheng Wang pushed Tang Tan's hand away without changing his face, and said in a casual way, "I didn't expect such a coincidence either."

"That's just right, let's add another bowl and chopsticks." Tang Qin was in a good mood and wanted to call someone.

"No need." Cheng Wang quickly refused, and he put the meat on the table, "I still have to work."

"What's the matter, I'll just tell your boss, I don't believe he won't disagree." Tang Qin's family background is good, and he has a domineering arrogance in every gesture.

"Yeah, it's rare to get together, and it's Xiao Mingwang's first class reunion, so it's boring if there are no people." Tian Mengmeng also chimed in.

Only now did Cheng Juan turn his gaze to Song Mingwang, meeting his awkward expression.

"In that case, I'll tell Brother Xie."

Brother Xie is the owner of this store. After hearing about it, he agreed without saying a word, and even gave them a discount.

"Your boss is so kind. I used to work part-time in a flower shop, and the boss I met was fierce."

The one who spoke was Jiang Qingqing, the art committee member of the class, with short curly hair matching her ears and round almond eyes, making her look cute and cute.

When she spoke, she kept staring at Cheng Wang, her lips were slightly pursed, and she unconsciously took on a coquettish tone when she spoke.

The interested people in the class noticed it, and they all winked and suppressed their excitement of gossip.

Cheng Wang didn't seem to notice it, just nodded slightly, and didn't say anything more.

Song Mingwang, on the other hand, looked at the scene with his head tilted and biting his pen. The radar detection, which was obviously slow in this regard, did not reveal the current ambiguous atmosphere.

"Xiao Ming, don't do the questions." Tian Mengmeng forcibly took away his Wusan, and motioned him to look at Tang Tan, only to see that he had already stood up, holding a glass of beer.

"Listen to me, Song Mingwang has been here for more than two weeks. After getting along these days, everyone must know him a little bit. He, to put it bluntly, is just a kid. He doesn't have any evil intentions, but there are some places where he is deadly. .”

"The most important thing is, everyone must remember, just take what he said as fart." Otherwise, he would be out of his brain, and of course he didn't say the last sentence.

"Who are you talking about farting!" Song Mingwang frowned.

"I fart, I fart, that's fine." Tang Qin raised his glass and drank the beer in it, "I'll do it first, welcome Song Mingwang to officially become a member of our seventh class, and use his own strength to improve our class average score."

The rest of the people also booed and toasted Song Mingwang.

Song Mingwang didn't know how to drink, but he couldn't bear to say that he was already being laughed at for being young, and if he didn't know how to drink, everyone would have to order milk for him in the future.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink two cups.

When I put down the cup, I couldn't help coughing a few times because of choking.

When he was about to drink again, someone suddenly held down his hand that was holding the quilt, stopping his movement.

"Speak up if you don't know how to drink." Cheng Wang looked at him impatiently.He didn't want to care about it at first, but he would get himself into trouble if he vomited in the store when he was drunk.

Song Ming looked drunk and blurred, and when he saw Cheng Huang, he wanted to break away from his hand, and muttered softly: "Don't pull me, let me drink."

After a pause, as if thinking of something, he covered his mouth. "I can't talk to you, otherwise..."

Cheng Huan frowned slightly, but the strength of his hands did not weaken, and he knew that he could not talk to him, it seemed that he was not completely drunk yet.

"What else?"

Song Mingwang frowned in a daze, and tilted his head uncontrollably to lean on him: "...Hi...otherwise...you'll lose."

Cheng Wang stretched out his hand to support him: "..."